forum Oh, It's You Again // O/O // Closed

Started June 13, 2019 by @bubblegum

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Bridge smiled sleepily, leaning into Scipio's warmth. He never thought he would hear someone say those two things to him, but here he was. "That's…that's good."

"I think you'll like Italy. I'm not wanted there, so it shouldn't be too difficult to get jobs and stuff." Scipio turned off the tv and lay back so Bridge was on his chest.

"Italy…sounds like a place I'd like," Bridge told him, resting against Scipio.

"Mhmm." Scipio gently kissed Bridge, pulling him closer to himself.

Bridge kissed him back softly, reaching up to run a hand through his hair.

Scipio's body relaxed when Bridge touched his hair, still kissing him. "Hey, remember that thing you said in the cell a couple days ago? What… what was it?"

"I…I said a lot of things. Which one are you talking about?" Bridge murmured in between kisses,

"The 'I love you' one." Scipio mumbled, smiling a bit.

"Oh." Bridge blushed a little, smiling. "I said…I said I love you."

"Yeah, I know. I'm saying it in return." Scipio gently bit Bridge's lip, remembering the other liking it before.

Bridge blushed a little more, enjoying it for a moment before kissing Scipio again.

Scipio eventually pulled away and hugged Bridge so that his head was over the other's shoulder. He blew cold air down Bridge's neck to see what would happen.

A shiver went down Bridge's spine, his breath hitching. While it was the exact same thing Luka had done, that was tucked away in only the smallest of corners in Bridge's mind.

"Do you like that?" Scipio ran his fingers up Bridge's spine, blowing onto his neck again.

Bridge nodded, looping his arms around Scipio's neck, enjoying his touch.

Scipio held tightly to Bridge and continued, enjoying the younger boy's small shivers. He kissed Bridge's neck, wondering if he'd react any differently.

His breath hitched again and his eyes slid closed, but Bridge's reaction was much the same.

Hmm… Scipio gently pressed his teeth into Bridge's skin, being mindful not to hurt him.

Bridge sighed a little this time, what was almost a low groan escaping him.

I think that's good… Scipio started gently sucking at Bridge's neck like he'd done a few days previously, enjoying the reactions he was getting.

Bridge tilted his neck back just a little bit, making sure to hold onto Scipio as he did.

After a few seconds, Scipio had made a mark on Bridge's neck. "There. You are marked again~" He ran his thumb along the hickey as he'd done with the last one, examining it.

Bridge didn't say anything, his breathing soft as he looked up at Scipio.

Scipio locked eyes with Bridge, his expression far gentler than it had been when Bridge first arrived at the asylum.

"I love you," He murmured softly, kissing him gently one more time before burying his head in Scipio's shoulder.

"Likewise." Scipio responded quietly, laying back again. What else are we supposed to do until tomorrow?

Bridge stayed quiet, his breathing soft and steady. The only other sounds in the house were the ticking of a clock, the hum of the AC, and the occasional sounds from outside in the street.

"Are you going to sleep now? I know you didn't last night." Scipio asked, petting Bridge's head.

"I…I don't know. Maybe." Bridge admitted, sighing a little. He was tired, he had to admit.

"You should." Scipio started humming the Italian lullaby again, holding Bridge closely.